Chapter 221: Turning Back (3)
"There is love in the world, and the avenue is boundless...", the Blood Demon muttered with his head down, "Is it?" He suddenly realized how much, and looked up at Wang Ming. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wang Ming lowered her head to meet the light of the Blood Demon's searching eyes, and said calmly, "That's right, you thought of it, right?" Because of merciless resentment, he lost his humanity and turned into a demon! However, although "greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires" is a taboo for Buddhism, it is based on human nature! The upper realm is sympathetic to your plight and hopes that you can find your heart! Let go of grudges and become a Buddha! ”
After listening to Wang Ming's words, the Blood Demon pondered, she recalled the good times in Miao Village at that time, laughing and running freely in the mountains... The shyness of the first time I met him, and the sweetness of falling in love... However, the good times didn't last long, that Han man turned out to be an evil mage, and he didn't love her, everything was just using her! He imprisoned her and whipped her day and night, just to ask her for the supreme witchcraft of Gu Miao... In the end, he couldn't achieve his goal, and he cruelly skinned her...
She remembered that she had been skinned and turned into a demon in an instant, cold and murderous, bloody and ruthless, turning her hand into a blade and tearing the man alive and swallowing his heart... Heartache in an instant! Later, countless people prostrate at her feet, wailing in pain that they have lost the color of their lives... She took away one heart after another! And yet I don't feel anything anymore! But for some reason she wasn't happy...
The Blood Demon King Ji suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, she lowered her head and covered her face with her hands, and cried bitterly...
Seeing this, Xiang Liu was about to comfort her, but Wang Ming said, "Let her cry, I've been suppressed for so long, it's time to cry well... Cry if you want to, cry all the grievances in your heart! ”
When the Blood Demon King Ji heard this, he cried even more fiercely...
Wang Ji cried bitterly for a long time before she stopped crying, she didn't even hear the sound of the cat Xiaoduo bringing two people and the beetle snake rolling one person back!
Among these three people, two are Anna and Wang Jie, who were skinned by the Blood Demon Wang Ji, and at this moment, Wang Jie fell into a coma due to the defeat of the Blood Demon and was thrown to the ground by the beetle snake! There is also Jiang Xin, who has been missing for a long time! At this time, she and Anna were standing side by side, their pale faces full of horror!
"You don't have to be afraid of me, I won't hurt you anymore!" Wang Ji looked at the two people in front of her for no reason, the fear of death, she had felt it deeply, she felt guilt on her face, reached into her arms, took out an object, threw it to Wang Ming, and said, "Sir! Let me follow the eldest lady and call you sir! I can't change the misfortune I caused, and I hope that Mr. can break the spell to make up for it... It's hard work! After saying that, she raised a black flame with her backhand and slashed down at her death hole!
"Great Witch!" Sang-ryu shouted and rushed forward, but he couldn't save him!
"Miss, I'm so sorry!" Blood Demon King Ji retreated from a demonic aura, dark red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were no longer full of fierceness, and the clear eyes that had regained made Xiang Liu seem to see the girl who was unrestrained and bathed in the sunshine laughing and laughing and running...
Sang-ryu couldn't help but shed tears!
"Silly boy, I'm still so breathless!" Wang Ji used her only strength to raise her hand and stroke away Xiangliu's tears, "Life is death, death is life, goodbye, Dawu will definitely protect you again, and you won't let go easily..."
"Dawu, don't!" Xiang Liu looked up to the sky and shouted in pain, in Xiang Liu's heart, the great witch is not just a clan witch, she is not only a teacher, but also a friend who has been with her for a long time.
Wang Ming looked at all this, shook his head helplessly, he carefully put the face that the Great Witch threw at him into his arms, sat down cross-legged silently, and recited the mantra of death.